Pound of flesh.

So I was there, I didn’t care. My back ached, but my mind was numb. I know she’ll forgive me, but not any time soon. But would she do this to the only person who stayed from the beginning. The beginning of the end , that is, especially for me. But, I’d said I wasContinue reading “Pound of flesh.”

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